Doina song [Doina]
From Nistru to Tisza Plain
All Romanians complain,
For they can't bear anymore
All these guys with foreign core,
From Hotin to Black Sea coast
Rides the Moskals' mighty host,
From the sea back to Hotin
They would like to take our skin;
And from Dorna to Boian
Cankerworms come one by one,
While the strangers with their power
Everything want to devour,
In the mountains, down the vales
Enemies have made large trails
From Săcele to Sătmar
The escape is much too far,
Woe the poor Romanian soul!
Like a cancer starts to crawl,
Neither walks, nor he is calm
Cannot feel the autumn's charm
Or the summer as he planned,
He's a stranger in his land,
From Turnu to Dorohoi
All the enemies enjoy
Their armies to deploy;
And when come with weapons here
All the songs will disappear,
And the birds will fly away
Scared by this foreign array;
Thorns will gather more and more
At the Christian's humble door,
Cries the country, troubled mother,
For the greenwood – our brother –
Is cut down by villain hand,
Springs dry out and turn to sand –
Wretched people, wretched land!
Who is fond of foreign guys
May the dogs eat up his eyes,
May he lose his dearest place
And the plague may kill his race!
O, lord Stephen, raise your flag
And at Putna do not lag,
Leave the cloister and the choir
In the care of the old prior
Leave the saints and holy matters
In the care of priests and cantors
Let them ring the bells with might
All day long and every night,
Maybe God will bring salvation
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poem by Mihai Eminescu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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